When I was 5 yrs old we moved to nice place in the country. I had started school and on my first holidays I saw a black Shadow Person poke its head out from behind a tree, look at me and then dart back. I jumped and ran inside, where I wouldn't leave my mothers side for over a week. She noticed after a few days and asked me what was wrong and I told her. This was good because she then told me how my brother was being haunted and after this they shared all their stories with me. Crazy stories. Scary stuff.
I now believe a Djinn lived in the area with many Spirits. There were these natural standing stones around an empty water hole I often played in. One time a friend and I were walking past it when we both stopped suddenly, half turned and then both bolted all the way home without talking. Some natural instinct took us over. One night a Shadow Person woke me up by shouting in my ear. It checked to see if I was awake, then walked over to a group of other Shadow People and disappeared. I would mostly sleep with the light on after this.
When I was 8 or 9 yrs old I woke up to the most beautiful summers morning I had ever seen. It was around 7:30 am and I couldn't believe how incredible it was. I was excited and was about to spring out of bed, when I looked down and on my floor was a large Rainbow Lizard with a human like head smiling at me. It said, "Good morning," and I jumped and woke up again! It was actually pitch black, the darkness before dawn. This was my first and most major lucid dream.
I now believe this was the mold of the Lizard People - Draconians / Reptillians. In Carlos Castenedas books he says everything has a Mold. Humans, Trees, Animals. Its kind of all of them represented by a Spirit. I believe it was because of my Guide I saw this and also why I was being shown things rather than being just haunted.
Despite being brought up in a religion I had friends outside of this religion and I had a good school experience. One of my friends had a Ninja book by Masaaki Hatsumi which turns out to be important. My brother told me a story about how he had a dream and then the next day went out and saw what he had seen in the dream exactly. I tried to think what I could use this skill for but was unable to at the time. This turns out to be very important as well.
We ended up moving from this place. My Mum knew the people who moved into the house after us. They told her they were having experiences and that one time a Green Mist enveloped the kitchen. Much later I would often find this story hilarious. After moving the Shadow People followed me and I would get visited once or twice a year all the way up to the end of high school. There was nothing I could do to stop this.